It captures you Your attention to the end With winding passages And merry go rounds That peak and blow Down the trees that point You all in the wrong direction Don’t go
Send me my heat Back in the mail Don’t tread too lightly For I might miss the trail Of arrows that fly So stringent through The air that is falling The sails on the tide Come through
Suffer my want Is the only want I want to bestow Upon your heart
Greed and hunger go hand in hand That is why the pirate And the captain are in love With the princess that lives Down Oxford town way Who is she now To stay herself for so long It doesn’t seem right To be with my baby tonight While you are out On the street And hit the deck You are crying And the world throws it’s swan Song to the rescue
Hit the child of Medusa’s breast Who snakes his way into your heart No one knows for sure which way the Pressure lies, and so the dangers Of the beach never seem to really Play upon the stench of the family Portrait.